Creepy voices from nowhere, slow strumming ache. There’s something immediately alluring about this record for those of us who are drawn to the utterly crushed and deflated singer/songwriter types. But listen closer… there’s a slow swell of darting keyboard and an accented but delicate rhythm in there, too. With this release, the French Thinkers draw all their defeated feelings out, and put them into engrossingly rich half folk, half electronic songs. Focusing on their enveloping melodies and washy reverbs, the group outlines the resigned emotional depression that is so often found in the west, in contrast to the east coast’s aptitude for more pointed expressions of dissatisfaction (though that is found in some small doses on this album, too). Perhaps this is more of a winter album than one for the approaching summer, but there are a some shimmering and nostalgic sounding pieces that might be perfect for parking on a lawn with a blanket and catching the Perseids come August.

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